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PRIZE: An MMA Fighter Secret Baby Romance by Brooke Valentine (60)

Chapter Fifteen

It was two weeks later and I was standing in the dismal cold with a drizzle of rain dancing majestically on the umbrella over my head. The mood was solemn with a woman with deep feelings for him weeping uncontrollably until she was on her knees clutching the cross around her neck.

I felt nothing, completely devoid of emotion and staring at the casket as it lowered into the ground for the final time. It killed me to see those who knew him best suffering and there was nothing that I could do to give them any sense of peace.

“…he was taken from us too early, but he has been welcomed into the kingdom of heaven with open arms. We place this man at rest where he will finally find the peace that he couldn’t find in this life.” After the priest made his customary speech about ashes to ashes and dust to dust everybody began to return to their respective vehicles.

I took a step up to where the grave was open and I bent to grab a fistful of dirt before letting it slip through my fingers. I walked away until I climbed into the limousine rented for this purpose. The darkened interior was only made easier to swallow by the hand touching me.

I put my head on his shoulder for comfort and then I looked up into Bailey’s eyes. “It was a nice ceremony and I stayed far enough away that there were no questions asked.” He had done his duty by giving the man’s mother the envelope in person claiming to be a friend from his time in the military. He just couldn’t bring himself to go to the funeral and stand there hypocritical because of the way that he had dispatched him from this mortal coil.

He was bandaged around his waist and an inch closer and his life would have been over. Being under the knife for 5-hours was nerve wracking and I was in no state of mind to call our parents. I waited until he was out of the woods and I stayed by his side until he opened his eyes.

Bailey was looking at him in the limo and he never said a word. He attacked me, pulling down the straps of my black dress until my heaving bosom was captured in his hands. The partition separating us from the driver was giving us privacy and I could tell this was his way of overcoming his pain.

I lifted his face and I held him back until he kissed me with full blown passion. I helped him to strip me down until I was in my bare essentials of a white bra which fell easily into his hands. My panties slid down my legs until they were at my ankles. I kicked free of them and Bailey moved until he was on his knees in between my legs.

“It was the most difficult thing in my life to stand in front of his mother and I think he did that to remind me that there are those waiting for their loved ones to come home.” I unbuttoned his shirt and I touched the scars making him cringe with the memories that were stirred up. The bandage showed no adverse effects of his over anxious libido.

“He wanted you to learn the one thing I’ve been trying to beat into your head. Life is precious and we all live with beliefs that don’t necessarily match up to somebody else’s.” I peeled the layer of fabric over his shoulders, kissing the skin and leaving behind the mark of my lipstick on his shoulder blade.

He pushed me back abruptly, nipping at the inside of my thighs until he was within reach of his prize. I could feel his hot breath touching me and making me squirm in my seat. I yearned for his body and his tongue slithered like a forgotten pest in the grass. I moved closer putting my legs in the air until my feet were touching the ceiling.

“I look at you and I can’t believe we are together.” We had a frank discussion with my parents and they were understandably upset by what transpired. We gave them another shock when we revealed our secret feelings, but they gave us their blessing despite their misgivings.

I grabbed his hand and I placed his fingers against my lips. I began kissing each individual one as he burrowed into the tunnel of my love. He was firing on all cylinders, losing himself in the moment and drowning in the pleasures surrounding him.

“I’m burning up inside like fire, but I know you’re a man strong enough to contain the blaze. We are free to be open with our feelings and I have a bit of news that can wait until there’s a better time.” My legs were vibrating with my bare toes digging into the ceiling.

“You are so damn sexy; Chelsea and you are the new beginning I’ve been looking for.” He flitted his tongue along the outer surface of my clit, before grabbing it in his mouth and giving it the attention it deserved.

“You know my body inside and out… Oh, god…yes…Oh, my god… I’m looking down at all I see…and I know that it can never get any better than this. I’m so close to cumming all over your face and you know exactly how to touch me to get the desired reaction.”

He was willful and demanding, but these were the pieces of the puzzle that made him the love of my life.

He wasn’t a domesticated animal and his primal nature was coming out. This was his Alpha personality and he had my ass in the palm of his hands. He raised me like he was offering my body as a sacrifice to the gods. My knees were bent and almost touching my face with my features contorted into a mask of sweet pleasure and agony. I was cumming in a continuous wave of pleasure, but he wasn’t backing down from the challenge of trying to hold me in the throes of ecstasy.

It lasted for over a minute and a little piece of my anatomy was sensitive to the touch. I kissed him, tasting myself and then I struggled to get him into the same seating position that I was in. He relinquished control and his pants were pulled from his frame by my eager and determined hands.

His manhood snapped forward and slapped heavily against his stomach leaving behind a string of his excitement in his wake. I took a hold of him and drew him into the hot orifice of my mouth. I surrounded him in warmth and the tight enclosure that had him literally at his wit’s end.

“I’m going to spend the rest of my life waking up to your face.” His heady words fueled me into delivering him to the squeezing sensation of my throat. There was no denying his weapon was perfectly suited for my oral expertise. I worked him into a frenzy, keeping him ready with those bullets in the chamber and not about to pull the trigger.

I watched the way that he shined in the light overhead and he was slick to the touch of my fingers moving with insistence up and down the length of the shaft. I popped the knob in and out of my mouth several times seeing the color change from pink to a deep maroon.

I took the initiative, climbing on top of him until his knob was kissing the painted lips of my sex. They enveloped the crown of his scepter with the rest of him slowly sinking into the heated discharge of my impending orgasm. It came on suddenly and my legs gave out until I threw back my head with a scream from being impaled on his spike of love.

“I…don’t even have the words…to make you understand what you do to me… Bailey.” I had my hands on his shoulders and I was riding slowly taking this moment to enjoy every single inch of his over inflated manhood.

“I love the way that your body invites me in without any reservations. I want you to feel this and that sweet little hole of yours is mine to conquer every night.” He had his hands on my waist and he was releasing me from his loving embrace. I felt empty for a moment before he filled the void sliding along the slippery walls of my excited state.

“I want you to feel what you’re going to miss when you are overseas deep in the mud.”

He hadn’t made up his mind and they were hounding him for an answer. I wasn’t expecting him to be this open with his affections in a semi-public environment. I was taking advantage and I wanted him to consider something in the public sector.

“I…took care of unfinished business…but maybe there is other business which needs my undivided attention.”

He was bouncing me in his lap and the pace was getting quicker with my hair flying all over the place. Sweat was dripping down his chest and I was running my fingers through the curls. I was turning them in my fingers and pulling at them with his eyes and his mouth opening at the same time.

I didn’t know the details, but he left in the middle of the night two days ago and didn’t return until this morning. It seemed awfully coincidental that a young senator had been found electrocuted in his bathtub that morning. They claimed it was an accident, but I had a feeling Bailey had his hand in making the senator answer for his crimes.

“Bailey, I need you and there is nothing more important than the two of us…”

My mind was overwrought with the pleasure radiating through my limbs. I came with a banshee cry enough to rattle the panes of glass of the limousine and to leave no doubt in the driver’s mind about what was happening behind his back.

Bailey was the best thing that ever happened to me and then I was flat on my stomach with him hammering behind me. He was biting my neck and pulling my hair while screaming obscenities at the top of his lungs with his instrument of torture and pleasure taking me to new heights.

“Chelsea, I don’t have it in me to fight you any longer.” He was really putting the springs of the limousine on notice. He was suddenly uncorking the bottle of his excitement. I felt every single blast and then I turned to face him with my hand grabbing him and placing it on my stomach.

He wasn’t sure what was going on and then he recognized the glow in my eyes. He then told me in confidence that the senator’s brother was killed by his hand. He was ready to drop the gloves and leave the past behind him. We were going to have a family of our own one day and we decided to scratch out a new existence in a small town.

I would finish school through the Internet and there was a job waiting for me as a teacher in a small town in Wyoming. We would be happy living a simple life, but I was still a little concerned that his need for battle would take him hostage. I was just going to have to remind him of what he had to lose.

There was nothing conventional about our relationship and we couldn’t stay in our hometown without being judged. A clean slate would make it easier to bask in the love that we had for one another. We had found that happy bliss everyone was trying to find.